"KE NAAM BOLA TAMNE!??" The main sardar yelled, making all of them flinch and almost trip over.
Like literally yelled on the extreme top of his voice, tugging away at his hand ferociously.
When Scout refused to budge, he shot him a harsh glare. "haath chhord mhara.." he growled darkly.
Still not buying it, Scout looked up at Yashi who nodded in affirmation while stepping upfront, removing Sreeya's hand which was wrapped around her arm protectively.
"maine kaha.." he began again, a little of his expression readable from underneath his large turban, "... haath. Chhordo." he stated, as if warning and Yashi stealthily grabbed a small knife from the table, hiding it behind her back while the guy's gaze remained fixed with Scout's.
"Yashasvini. Singh. Thakur. " Yashi started confidently, taking slow steps towards the guy, as Scout carefully loosened his grip on the hostage, just enough to let him get the idea of being free, and to catch hold of him if he got to mishap once again.
"Na-na thaare ko tension lene ki jarurat koni, yo kutta sirf bhokne ka kaam kare hai" Yashi nonchalantly waved her hand, as if talking to Scout. But most of them understood she was mocking the guy infront.
The others looked at her partly shocked, partly panic stricken, a series of thoughts running through their heads.
Why did this guy take so much interest in her name?
And Why is he not attacking when Scout had his guard down?
Yashi was taking a huge risk by provoking the man, knowing they can be easily overpowered.
She had a plan, sure, but still it wasn't justified considering if something bad happens...
Scout still refused to let go of his hands completely.
If not for Nischay pulling Scout away, Yashi was sure he would not have let go.
But now knowing that this man knew something about her, or her family, or her identity, it seemed too big of a risk to let it slide just like that.
Interrupting the series of thoughts, the guy shot up on his feet as the other's eyes widened at the sudden stance.
Yashi's grip around her knife only tightening, as she braced herself for attack.
But, for the life of them they couldn't move, for what happened next.
"CHHOTI RAJKUNWRI SAA MHAARE KO MAAF KARDEYOOO-"
The guy shot up like an arrow, crouching down infront of her feet promptly, or rather say lying on his stomach, hands folded and eyes cast downwards.
Basically guy did all that jadu-tona randi-rona to do a shaashtang dandwat to Yashi's feet.
"MHAARE KO MAALUM NA THA AAPNE LOG YASSI KE NAAM SE JAANE HAI, MHAARE KO MAAF KARDEYO RAAJKUNWRI SA MHAARE SE BHUL HOGYI" He cried once more, his palms just inches away from her feet as Yashi took yet another step (read: jump) back from him
"e-ek second"
"MAAAAAAFFIIIIIIIIIIIII CHHOTTTI THAKURAANIIIIIIII" The other two chelle cried from either side, keeping their turbans at her feet, trapping her in the little chakravyuh with nowhere to go.
She yelped and jumped a little, then facepalmed, then huffed, then looked around.
Her other housemates had their mouths hung open in utter shock, mostly because of the thieves treating her as though she was their queen or something, and Yashi being completely unaware.
Like . . . WHAT THE RAJASTHAN KA DEHYDRATED FUCK BC!!?
"arey re- uttho tam sab" She said, keeping her hands on her waist, but the guys didn't seem to budge as they only shook her heads
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